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Laiba Jul 2021
I feel so low.
I feel so scared
Tell me why do I have to be this way
Tired
And afraid
I cut myself once again
Not wanting to die but to get rid of the pain
So please help me understand why do I deserve all this pain.
Laiba Jul 2021
She saw him
My mother saw him her abuser
Eye to eye they stared at each other
For him to laugh and look down in embarrassment
For her to leave all shaken up
Now her kids are too terrified to leave home
Incase they see him...
My mum saw my dad he didn't speak to her just laughed at her
She didn't speak to him but 6 years later she saw him and I'm now too terrified to leave but I'm strong we will get though it
Laiba Jul 2021
Don't ever take my silence for granted
It's got more power then words could ever have.
Listen closely and you will hear
That I no longer trust a soul
Being let down doesn't always feel great.
My ptsd takes things more then I would as person. But once I loose trust its very hard to bring back.
Laiba Jul 2021
I don't trust no longer
My trust for others is a thread
Easy to turn a blind eye too
Not intentionally done to harm me
But my PTSD says otherwise

Can't convince my mind to believe that you was looking out for my safety
And you cared about my life
When you should of known out of everyone in this world
That what you did would of been more damaging then anything

That's the ptsd thinking like that
I know the meaning behind it was to protect me
But convince insanity that
Laiba Jul 2021
I cut a year ago
I cut a month ago
I cut 2 weeks ago
I cut 24 hours ago
I cut 24 minutes ago
Laiba Jul 2021
Imagine this...
falling in love and finding somebody that  is your soulmate or your first ever crush
and they look at you in your eyes and say life is better now that i have found you
and the butterflies just dance in your stomach
and you think to yourself that this cant  get any better..
But this feeling does not simply come  just by loving the opposite gender
it can come by loving the same gender as you
or you feel the same way with both genders
and that is okay nothing wrong with that
to the people who think this is wrong
ask yourself this
since when you can you control who you love?


Love has no color  
no filter
Love can never be wrong
nor something that shouldn't happen...
love who you want if that how you feel and then that is   how you feel
Being yourself and accepting who you are can never be wrong
The norm is different for everyone
your norm may be the norm for u but not for your friend
and that isn't wrong.
we do not   have to live up to other peoples normal
live up to your own self being.

surround yourself with people you want
do not  let others choose your sexuality
continue being your beautiful wonderful and unstoppable self
and nothing should stop you from being this person
and remember love is love no matter who its with

Hope can never be silenced
and so i hope that we come to a place in this world
were we wouldn't have to "come out"
we would just simply say "we are in love and that all that is important"
not who it is...
lets start to treat people like human
rather then determine that on their sexuality
remember love is love and its different for everyone
a poem i wrote last month on pride
Laiba Jun 2021
scared and afraid was your little girl who cried herself to sleep
she asked, she begged herself to find answers to why "daddy"  was so cruel.
Dear dad. No dear monster.  Your no longer my dad.
A dad is not just somebody who helped produce you
you have to live up to the role
and you evil monster of a person didn't .
so now i declare you as a monster and not my father.
Remember that child who you looked in the eyes and said horrible words too...
who you watched while she slept
yeah i knew your soul was creeping on me and waiting for the perfect moment to take me out of bed...
i remember your ***** hands lifting me out of the warmness of my bed
the whispers you said still haunt me till this day
"i wonder what to do today"
i kept my eyes shut wondering off into an imagination of a 9 year old thinking i haven't done my homework
who knew homework would no longer be my worry
but when will daddy hurt me next..

Your bitter sweet words fixed in my head
you telling me i was worthless when my body trembled with your cold hands exploiting it
this was not the first time and wasn't going to be the last time.

i  watched your brown eyes turn to red
as you felt the pleasure of hurting a 9 year old child.
The anger turned into a smile when i cried..
i told you "daddy stop please daddy it hurts"
i hope those cries torment you for the rest of your life...

i looked up and wondered when was it going to stop?
remember monster of a human
those cries of a 9 year old will torture you inside out
those pleads of a 10 year old will suffocate you
the screams of the 11 year old will **** you everyday
i am just angry at myself at the world at him i dont know what else to do then write...
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